Beauty

            How I understand it and see, is, that the beauty, judgment that something, someone is beautiful, or that this is beauty, always come from comparison.

            Where one point is perceived as more then second one, and thus first is judged as beauty, and second as ugly, because first one can’t exist without second one.

            Beauty, do not exist if nothing ugly exist, and even then things can be seen how they really are, and this judgments of beauty or ugly are really everywhere, media serve this zillions times per day, magazines, TV, everything is compared, judged, and served to people, this is beauty, this is ugly.

            I used to, always look on girls, this one is beautiful, because she is thin, well shaped, exactly according brainwashing of media.

            Or the cars, o yes, this one is pretty, nice, beautiful car, look at that shapes, that lines, look on those wheels, or the lights, very, very beautiful.  And look on that one, ugly old shit.

            Day by day, I am facing that people around me are saying, oooo you have so beautiful shoes, oooo you have so nice jacket, or how beautiful are your pants. Lol.

            I do not participate in it, why should I? Why should I judge things the way you judge? Or do you even realized, than when you say that this is beautiful, it is judgment? Do you like to be judged? Why to judge?

            All those words, are simply always just brainwashing of society, media, country ones live in, always.

            It is not real perception, real seeing of the things, how they really are, because it is judgment and judgment is never seeing.

            From things which I judged as beauty I used to create energy, positive one, one I liked, and from ugly, negative, and it was always just polarity of the mind, never real seeing, never being here, just in judgment.

            And reality is much more simple, without judgments, when I just look on thing what they really are, cup is just a cup, do not matter what shape or color the cup have, it is cup and can be used for something, that’s it, nothing less, nothing more.

            The picture on the wall, it is just picture, some geometrical shapes, some color, some folks can pay millions for just some color on the wall.

            Is shark ugly or beautiful?  How you would decide? Is cat ugly? Or Dog? Is the building in front of me ugly? Or it is amazing beauty? How I would decide which one it should be? Do I have to judge it? Do I have to use this word? No.

            Is your face beautiful? Really? What about thoughts behind this face? Who is behind? Can I see it please? Will it be still so beautiful and nice? Does this face lie? Does this face deceive or manipulate? Does this face abuse? Or even if yes, it is ugly? No, nothing of that, it is just what it is, nothing less, nothing more.

Thanks, Juraj

Imagination

            With this word by itself, word magic is resonating within me. I liked to imagine, and when I did this, it was mostly about future, how things will be, related to relationship with a girl, towards money, my living, house, the way how I would like to live or where I would like to live.

            Most prominent I used to imagine future when I met a new girl and started to date with her, when I started to think about her, imagine the places where we should go, what I would like to do with her, and mostly how sex could be with her.

            The next point related to money, what I would like to do when I would have really a lot of money, what I would buy or where my steps will head on, to experience things I never could because those money I simply do not have.   I liked to imagine, how I would like to get this money, or how much, and I can say, that even billions was in my head and how I would use it.

            Imagination “ served “ me during times when I used it as an escape from reality, when I was not able to “ live “ within my reality and thus I run away from it to different places in my head, to different words, where I was secure, safe and when the Imagined reality was “ more simple “ than this one.

            There were a lot of things what I imagined what and how I would like to do, and some of them, I never did.

            And, nothing of this is here, it is always in the future, it is always in the past, each time I imagined something, it was never here thus never real. As it couldn’t be, because, all just illusions – self made projections of likes, just imagined.

            But actually, to imagine things, and make things happen, is completely different scenario.

Thanks, Juraj